Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 1521 Don't cry, don't cry

Because she was afraid that if she hugged more, she wouldn't be able to leave, right?

Did she really want to leave?

Rain, shocked by his own thoughts, immediately grabbed Samantha's hand and asked her, "Don't keep

the baby because you want to leave? Samantha, you promise Mom that you won't do anything stupid,

right? How long have you and Luca been married? He has been so good to you and his mother has

given you her heart. And the baby has just been born, he cannot be without a mother." Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Samantha was moved by his words and her eyes were red, "But Mom, this marriage was a mistake, I

was the one who made a fool of myself from beginning to end.

But life still dealt her a blow.

"What self-interest?" Rain narrowed her eyes, "Silly Samantha, what the hell are you talking about?

Weren't you and Luca in love? You are in a free relationship."

"Yes, because it is a free thing."

No, it wasn't really a free relationship, although the relationship was between two people, but they

wouldn't have come together unless they had sex that night.

So it was not much different from a form marriage.

"Since it's a free relationship, what are you talking about now, Luca, if he didn't like you, could he marry

you? He's so good to you that you even had diamond rings made to measure, silly girl."

Really, Luca has ...... like you?

In all the time we had been together, Samantha had never thought about this question, not because

she didn't want to, but because she didn't dare to.

She was afraid that if she thought about it seriously, she would begin to be disappointed and

desperate.

Now that she had heard Rain say it herself, Samantha was forced to confront the question.

Did Luca really like her?

"Mom, can I not talk about it?"

"Why not talk about it? If you don't talk about it and continue like this, can you afford to do this to the

child? You don't even hug the baby, what are you going to do if you run away if mom doesn't let you

know?"

Samantha did not respond.

"Samantha, whether a man has you in his heart or not, the person concerned should know better, feel

his conscience and ask, does he really not like you? The day you gave birth, after the baby was born

and you were unconscious, the mother came in and saw him holding your hand tightly beside him,

without even looking at the baby.

When I saw this scene, I felt that you had not married the wrong man, at least this man knew how to

take care of you, knew how tough you were. But knowing how to take care of you is based on emotions

for you, would he just go and take care of someone else?"

With that, Rain reached out and rubbed Samantha's head, "So you, you don't think too much all the

time."

Samantha was a little surprised by his words. When she had been in a coma that day, she had woken

up seeing Luke by her side and had not been too moved, probably because she had decided to leave.

But now, after listening to Rain's story, Samantha could imagine the scene that day.

Maybe she was really thinking too much?

Why was she so petty and unaware when the person she had saved had become Anna, when she was

clearly behind her back that day?

Samantha closed her eyes and discarded all her confused thoughts, "Mom, I know, you can go out first,

I want to be alone."

"All right then, think for yourself and think about what mom said."

That night Samantha lay in bed with her eyes closed, but she did not sleep.

Suddenly there was the sound of a small child crying from next door.

She stopped for a moment, the sound of the child's cries standing out in the silence of the night and

piercing her like a needle through the heart.

She did not move, for the baby was cared for.

But after a long time, the baby's cries continued, and there were no footsteps from next door.

Samantha slowly opened her eyes and wondered, a little suspiciously, if her mother-in-law and mother

were not there? I don't think so, they were usually closest to the child and should be there.

So why did they do it?

It didn't take Samantha long to figure out why; what she had told Rain today had probably gotten

through to Flora as well.

So the two had deliberately left the baby alone and wanted her to hold him.

Samantha continued to sit still as the baby's crying continued for several minutes and still did not stop.

The cries disturbed her more and more and finally, unable to stop herself from getting up, she got out of

bed barefoot and ran outside, pushing open the door to the next room.

There were two cribs in the room, one pink and one blue, and Samantha saw a small figure lying in the

blue crib, dressed in blue clothes.

Samantha had bought all these clothes herself when she was thinking of leaving but did not know

whether she was expecting a boy or a girl, so she had prepared everything in duplicate.

Even the crib. He was a boy when he was born, so the blue clothes and the blue crib were all for him.

All these days, Samantha had not even paid attention.

Now that she saw everything, there was really a deep touch in Samantha's heart.

Something stirred in her chest, and Samantha took a slow step toward the blue crib.

The cries became louder, almost digging into Samantha's heart, and there lay the baby in the blue

dress, waving his arms and legs.

Walking toward the crib, Samantha finally got a good look at the baby's full face.

Too much time had passed in recent times to even look closely at it, let alone hold it.

There lay the baby, small and soft, with his little blue clothes on that made his skin look even whiter.

His cheeks were plump and Samantha could not resist for a moment, reaching out to squeeze them.

He felt it soft and bouncy and Samantha could not resist and gave it another gentle squeeze.

The baby was crying, but after Samantha squeezed him twice, he miraculously stopped and opened

his two dark eyes to stare at Samantha with curiosity.

The moment his eyes met, Samantha felt her heart tingle.

Next, her eyes blushed a little and she reached out her hand to take the baby, moving carefully for fear

of hurting him as she did so, and then gently urged him on.

"Mommy is here, don't cry, don't cry, oh."

Not far away, Luke was in a room with Flora and Rain, Luke was so anxious that he fidgeted and

walked around the room.

Rain was his mother-in-law, so she said nothing about him. Flora, who was getting a headache from his

shaking, scolded, "Sit down, what are you doing walking?"

"Mother, Samantha she ......"

"How dare you talk about Samantha, you bastard!"